Centrifuge Poems - Poems about Centrifuge

... Curious about the origin of the universe back in the day a French fry took a spin in a centrifuge in Marseilles Decided to stay in until 2021 had himself a whole lot of fun ......Read the rest...

...The butterflies flew off some weeks ago. Pools of blood from my pierced heart have dried up. My feelings leak insignificant flow - I no longer drink from passion's sweet cup. Still, you must re......Read the rest...

...Negligent grooming habits unbridled Apathy toward mine personal hygiene i.e. relinquishing attention linkedin with bare toiletries, cuz I rarely spruced myself up nor never maple leave to cea......Read the rest...

...Manifestation of métier write As an indie alt rock'n tribe beck ha rolling stone dishabille poet, who views challenge of writing analogous to begetting an heir or heiress, which former includ......Read the rest...

...Manifestation of métier write finds yours truly sitting today December 24th at 2:41 P.M. with slight hunched over mien as edge of night quite some hours away when height of Santa Claus appea......Read the rest...

...she drifted through an egg timer as if imprisoned in a snow globe a speckle of dust in the heat of sequence turned upside down and back again a centrifuge of forced cohesion control an......Read the rest...

...Word, strenght, distributed vitality among all... Stored in everything. Force, centrifuge, centripetal, which pulls, vortex, by chance.......Read the rest...

...Great moments in childhood THE PLAYGROUND. Responsible for bumps, bruises, broken bones busted egos Redeemed by spontaneous acts of wisdom retaliation, retribution and mercy. THE “JUNGLE ......Read the rest...

...What is the vision; Capitalism Socialism is this bar and reprimanded Truth is silenced Political guidance Rapture coming forth Evil breeze on me Centrifuge called and they lose Breath......Read the rest...

...Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy o......Read the rest...

...love's aftertaste from the centrifuge of flushed toilets marking it's spiraling descent from the Perseids of highest heaven to Davy Jones' locker one can survive such an excursion but some do ......Read the rest...

...Used say I talked too little, Had no voice to be heard. Maybe now I talk too much, Guess I can never get it right. Through all my biggest struggles, Whether I talk too little, Or if I talk to......Read the rest...

...the free state is actually not free casting my line into the many manipulations worked by dust devils and hierophants gambling their grunt wages on my young ass like cowboys on a cattle free vaca......Read the rest...

...No one can see my eyes they a covered with dark sunglasses Dark as my soul and my thoughts When life goes in grim backstreets it's reflected by a deeper truth about who I am My most penetratin......Read the rest...

...To western seige we're a stooge Dancing like drunkards in deluge We sow our seeds in centrifuge. What race gladly ruins her refuge? Free souls strolling behind bars Brave recruits scared of sc......Read the rest...